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Sketcher Jul 20
I can tell you’re feeling nervous,
I can feel it near your ******,
But you’re fine, you’re doing perfect,
I’d like to thank you for your service,
I am seven inches deep,
And I’m hurting you on purpose,
My **** puts you to sleep,
With the excitement of a circus,
I hit the spot, you make a peep,
I think that moan of yours is perfect,
You’re a snack, I’m a treat,
Today the lust is lurking.
Penelopejayde Mar 14
At the depth of night,
I stood,
You were there,
Circling,
Circling me like a shark does to their prey.
It’s always efficient to see you in person.
Luna Jay Dec 2018
Hot pink between her hips,
She’s sinking all his ships.
Her finger slips
Into her slit-
Fun dip.
And raises moon phases to her lips.
Blows the atmosphere a kiss,
Drinks the ocean in little sips.
Gallons of salty tears at her fingertips.
Woman yearning for the rip,
Boy learning to make me drip.
I’m hit.
And I’m only begging for more.
I adore the way you think you’re
Using me.
Maddy Nov 2018
she listens to Him
as if His words can actually
define her

and He uses her
as if she is actually
His property

she lets Him
because she loves Him
and He lets her
diminish

He only needs her
when He is sad
or lonely
or tired
or *****
or hungry

she knows this
she can feel His
selective love
deep in the beds of her nails
as they run down his back

she knows He
only wants
her 'beautiful lips'
wrapped around his
'needing ****'
and she feels like
if she can give Him
even slight relief
her purpose will be
fulfilled

because that...
He told her that

He looks at her
and He knows she knows

He knows His grip
on her is being loosened
just like His grip on her hair

and it doesn't take long
for both of them
to turn
their backs
their hearts
their minds
on each other

until He reaches back out
wraps His warm
all encompassing hands
around her long
soft neck

while fear rushes
through her
mind
heart
down to her fingertips
she also feels the
addictive shake
of His voice growling in her ear

again
again again
'that's My girl'
I'm feeling a bit used. I'm feeling like a user. I'm feeling lost, scared, and a plethora of other negative emotions. I'm trying to read poetry to find some purpose. I'm trying to sleep more, sleep better. I'm trying to listen to music that doesn't keep me stuck. I'm trying.
I am failing.
Elysia Veildorn Nov 2018
There is a darkness in him that compels me.
Every move he makes, it entices me and pulls me in.
A charming smirk, a twitch of his finger,
As he lounges in black velvet--nails sharpened to a point.
It's dangerous, but I can't withdraw, can't pull away from his touch.

His personality is like a drug. It's abusing, but it feels so good--so raw and primal.
I'm suspended on a silken thread, waiting to fall,
Anticipating it.

But all he does is smirk and take a drag as he paints my skin with ink.
Moeshfiekah Sep 2018
My **** slave
Your lips I crave.
Your master on her knees.

Your hand , my throat
So please take note.
A master you could be.
How she gets me to drop my dominant side and still calls me master still baffles me people
CredibleTopHat Aug 2018
There is rumours of a dominant emotion
a emotion that we all face
that spreads from ocean to ocean
and is prominent in our entire race
unknowingly hiding on your face

A emotion unexplained by science
but known so well by each of it's clients
so well infact that all they weep is silence

An emotion that will remain a mystery
won't be summarised by sadness, pity, or misery
and will continue on, in our soon to be history
ShortBiscuit Jun 2018
It is a dark day, as it rightfully should be.
Last night, promises of agony with a sardonic smile and conviction in his eyes, he exclaimed how he is going to shatter my shell. I thought he was a demon but he is an eternity more damming than hell.
And so, with his homuncular paws, he took me by the throat and played with my teeth like they were chimes...
To be continued...
on the cover the same ones appear
we've witnessed them showing out
they've done so for over a long year

repeatedly their monikers are about
parading an ability so **** grand
we've witnessed them showing out

remarkable they of well scripted hand
ever shining the infinite bright light
parading an ability so **** grand

we marvel at their dominant flight
they've always had a star's billing
ever shining the infinite bright light

again to-day their fab quills spilling
of a class which holds such veneration
they've always had a star's billing

watching them is an awing inspiration
of a class which holds such veneration
on the cover the same ones appear
they've done so for over a long year
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